Hospital Appointment Regained

No doubt, dear reader, those of you of a literary bent will no doubt have seen that post title coming – Hubby did – ten points to Hubby.

So … I tentatively answered my mobile yesterday … tentatively because it NEVER rings because all my friends know I never answer the damn thing so they email me instead, and I was expecting it to be some sort of sales call. But yes, as you know if you read the last post it was … dum Dum DUM … the Nurse Practitioner’s secretary.

‘We’ve got a cancellation – would you be able to come in on …’ wait for it … wait for it …

‘… this Friday afternoon’.

Well, I took a deep breath, decided that regardless of the fact that I’m going out Friday night and have a friend staying over the weekend who I’m not at all prepared for and I’m off Monday morning (due to said friend) AND out Tuesday mid-day taking mum to hospital (just a check-up, phew) and have physio today and really MUST get some work done at some point … I’d better say yes.

I figured that if they had a cancellation and I said no they’d happily just shunt me down to the bottom of the list and I’d never hear from them again.

So … wish me luck this Friday. And I wonder if I should post a poll on the blog – ‘Do you think the nurse practitioner is going to try to bully/sulk at me because I sent in a nasty letter – yes or no’. No, perhaps not …

You’ll just have to wait for the next thrilling installment to find out how it went … (and I’ll just have to wait until Friday … gulp) Silly thing is I don’t even NEED an appointment yet …and there’s probably someone out there who really does … but I just DARED NOT turn it down! She’ll probably try to make me feel guilty about that …

Healthline blog awards

Follow me on Twitter

A bit about me

My name is not Pollyanna and I'm not a penguin. If you'd not worked out the last bit you should probably stop reading this and seek out a psychologist.

This is a blog about me and rheumatoid arthritis - sounds like fun, huh? Well I'm hoping it'll be a bit more fun than it sounds - hence the Pollyanna part. I'm going to try to stay positive about it and play 'Pollyanna's glad game' - finding reasons to be cheerful basically.

If you really want to know more see the 'About me' page.

Search the blog

Search for:

Email Subscription

Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.